How to escape from monsters

"Your friend is really generous. He has helped me a lot." The man said, bowing to Han Shu with a very formal etiquette, "If it wasn't for you, I would have paid a lot of money." That's a lot of strength."

Han Shu frowned at the man's words, and the nutcracker in his satchel vibrated even more, "What do you mean?"

"You may think that you will cause me trouble if you help those people, right?" The man narrowed his eyes and smiled, and nodded kindly to him, "Actually, you helped them and me too, thank you ,my guest."

"You wanted to get rid of them?" This was indeed not in line with Han Shu's idea at the beginning. In fact, even if he traced back to the source and explored the purpose of the person in front of him, it was still unclear.He restrained the souls of so many people to make that spider monster, and his purpose is not clear.

"You should be right to say that. If you did this in the past, it might have caused me some troubles, but now, it can be said that it is in line with my heart." The man gently lifted the broken hair beside his ear, and started to talk again. Rubbing the black gemstone earrings.

That was clearly a pair that Han Shu picked up next to the unnamed corpse in the secret room on the third floor!The person in front of him must be related to the person who died on the third floor, but Han Shu is still at a loss as to what is going on.

"Uncle, let him go! I beg you!" An Zitong climbed off the bed trembling, and fell directly to the floor because his legs were weak. "It's enough to have me, isn't it!"

This is the second time An Zitong has said this kind of thing. The last time he said this, Han Shu wanted to ask, and he did ask: "Zitong, what the hell is going on? Is it your uncle? Also, what the hell is a container?"

"I'm his real uncle, the kind that's just like a real one."

Han Shu carefully looked at the man in front of him, and then at An Zitong. Except for An Zitong's slightly curly hair and the straight man in front of him, their facial features were surprisingly similar.

"If you are his real uncle, why would you do such a thing!" Han Shu looked worriedly at An Zitong who was kneeling on the ground with his head down and his expression could not be seen. "What are you going to do to him?"

"Didn't Zitong tell you everything? I still need a container." The man put down the hand that had been rubbing the earrings, and looked at An Zitong in the cage with a smile. "I didn't say it, the timing is just right now, thank you for bringing him, then let's start..."

As soon as his words fell, Han Shu heard An Zitong start to gasp. He bent over in pain, and his hands were flailing in the air. Bloodstains suddenly appeared on his back, soaking the white clothes he was wearing. "Ah!!!" An Zitong neighed in pain as if he couldn't bear it anymore.

"Zitong! Zitong!! What's the matter with you?!" Han Shu squatted outside the cage, reached into the railing, and took An Zitong's hand that was indiscriminately. As soon as he held his hand, Han Shu Shu felt that his hand was being squeezed so painfully.The shirt on An Zitong's back was gradually stained with a strange pattern by the seeping blood.

"Hold on, Zitong!"

Han Shu, who only focused on his friends, naturally didn't notice that the nutcracker, which had been vibrating since entering this room, shook even more violently, and the upper and lower jaws of the toy began to open and close continuously, making rattling noises.

Suddenly, the shaking of the Nutcracker stopped, and at the same time, An Zitong's cry of pain also stopped abruptly.

"Zitong, are you okay..." Han Shu shook An Zitong's now relaxed hand. His own hand had already been scratched by An Zitong until it oozes blood, and now it was throbbing with pain, but he I can't manage that much now.

An Zitong gasped for breath, he still lowered his head, the blood-stained magic circle on his shirt was now emitting an ominous red light visible to the naked eye.

Han Shu only felt a little ominous, he looked worriedly at his friend in the cage, An Zitong suddenly raised his head, only then did Han Shu realize that his face was full of tears, but he didn't look at himself when he looked up , but looked at the murderer standing a little further away, with a face full of excitement and surprise at the moment!

"Zitong, An Zitong!"

An Zitong still ignored him. He shook off Han Shu's hand and stood up with difficulty supporting his weak legs. He walked slowly to the side of the cage and looked sadly at the person on the other side of the railing, "You what have you done to me..."

"Welcome back, Lanze. Do you like your new body?" The man said, the railing that had been trapped between them split from the middle, and the iron fence was slowly received into the upper and lower walls.An Zitong moved forward at a very slow speed as if he hadn't noticed.

It was only then that Han Shu noticed that An Zitong was a little different from before, tears were streaming quietly from his eyes, his eyes were full of despair and pain, "Why did you do this, what did you do to those people, to this child? This kind of thing happened...do you think I will be happy?"

He questioned the long-haired man sentence by sentence. Even if he didn't deliberately explain, Han Shu could deduce that the ritual thing that caused An Zitong so much pain just now changed the person in this body!

"You're not An Zitong, who are you?!" Han Shu looked at the two people in front of him angrily, "What did you do to him? Get out of him!"

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." The person who occupied An Zitong's body seemed to be hurt by his words, hugged his head in pain, and apologized to him like a collapse, "I didn't want to do this, Not me... not me..."

"Why do you have to apologize to him? We can be together again, aren't you happy?" The murderer said cruel words and successfully angered "An Zitong". He quickened his pace and rushed to the man, looking like I wanted to punch him, but I almost fell down because of my weakness, and the murderer gently supported him, "Be careful, Lanze, I will feel bad if you fall."

"What did you do to my body, get out! Let me go!", "An Zitong" struggled desperately in the man's arms. He pushed away the man's chest, staggered back two steps, trembling look at the man.

After listening to their conversation, Han Shu became even more puzzled, why he acted innocently like a victim even though he was clearly occupying someone else's body.

"Who the hell are you? Why do you do these things?"

"An Zitong" heard his words, and liquid flowed out of his eyes again. He carefully stroked the arm of this body, and gently wrapped it around his body: "I am An Lanze...I am the uncle of this child ..."

"..." Things moved a bit fast, Han Shu was a little confused, he looked at the man who looked more like Uncle An Zitong, but the man didn't refute, just kept smiling and looking at "An Zitong" .

Seeing the doubt in his heart, "An Zitong" spoke again, pointing at the man tremblingly: "He took my body...I want to save you, I want to save you..."

The man pointed at smiled noncommittally, and he gently embraced "An Zitong". Even though the man in his arms was struggling non-stop, it seemed that it was not a big problem because of the disparity in strength.The man took the person in his arms and walked out the door. He smiled and looked at the struggling person, "Lanze, we'll talk about our problems later, and now we should say goodbye to the guests."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Han Shu, and the iron door slammed shut, and then he quickly twisted the lock.

"Boom..." The ceiling of this room started to move down slowly.

Han Shu, who hasn't put all the clues together yet, rolled his eyes, "No way, here we go again..." But I have to say that the trap set by the murderer this time is really much trickier than before. The room itself was in the basement. It could be said that, except for the corridor, the walls were not facing other rooms, but undeveloped soil.And the door is facing inwards, that is to say, once the ceiling has dropped to the height of the door, Han Shu has not opened the door, then he will be completely trapped in this real secret room, and the final outcome is probably to be trapped by the door. It is crushed into a meat paste and remains underground forever.

No wonder that person is so confident that he can kill him. It is indeed difficult for this kind of organization.But there is a reason why he is not in a hurry now.Han Shu unhurriedly took out a key from his pocket, and directly unlocked the iron door. The ceiling had just dropped less than [-] centimeters, and Han Shu had already walked out.

So it is also beneficial to instigate the puppet correctly. Just in that room, Lele told him that the key to this room was hidden in a certain drawer in their room.Before the man showed up, Han Shu had already taken the key. Although he thought it was useless at the time, it turned out that all preparations were not in vain.

When Han Shu stepped out of the room, those two people were no longer there, but he could tell from the sound of footsteps that they hadn’t gone far. "Crack" Han Shu heard the sound, looked down, and saw the mouth of the nutcracker in the bag. once opened.

Han Shu stretched out his hand to attach the Nutcracker's body, and the picture was sent to his mind again, but this time, he accidentally saw the murderer's face, the picture was shaking, and it could be seen that the owner of the perspective was struggling constantly. This is on the way to the doll collection room!

This is the perspective of An Zitong's body!The Nutcracker Perspective is no longer a murderer!

"Wait..." Han Shu stopped and carefully looked at the Nutcracker in his hand. After providing a synchronous picture, the Nutcracker closed its mouth again, just like an ordinary toy.

Han Shu quickly worked out the logic in his mind. The Nutcracker provided the picture from the murderer's perspective, but after An Zitong's body was captured, the perspective changed to An Zitong's body, occupying An Zitong's body. The person in Zitong's body said that his name was An Lanze, and he himself was the master of the murderer's body. Every time the Nutcracker provided a synchronous picture, it seemed to be viewed from the perspective of that body.The souls of those adults who were bound because of the body, part of the souls that were separated and attached to the eyes... The murderer smiled and said to him: Thank you for bringing him...

"The connection between the soul and the body has never been broken..." Han Shu said to himself, and suddenly he raised his head, "So it is like this!" An Zitong's soul is on this nutcracker!

According to his deduction, then the soul attached to the Nutcracker belonged to An Lanze, because his body was used by the murderer, so he can indirectly provide him with real-time images from his body, but now it is attached to the toy An Zitong's soul belonged to him, so the perspective of the picture he saw changed.

Han Shu didn't dare to be too sure about the unfounded inference of the soul, but now it seems that this inference seems to be the most likely.

Han Shu picked up his DV. If it was a soul, this little thing could capture some amazing pictures. But in fact, Han Shu had watched The Nutcracker with his DV before, but at that time he didn’t find any black air at all, and he didn’t watch it either. What kind of soul did he get, so he didn't care too much.

But this time, after having doubts, Han Shu carefully looked at the nutcracker with a video camera. Relying on his excellent memory, Han Shu immediately found out the difference, his eyes!If under the DV light, the Nutcracker's eyes are no longer black, but dark brown!An Zitong and his uncle have similar facial features and hair color. The only thing that is different is the pupil color of the eyes. An Zitong may have inherited his mother's pupil color, so the eyes are not the pure black of ordinary Asians, but A dark brown.And An Lanze is a very traditional black pupil, no different from ordinary people.

This discovery almost confirmed Han Shu's idea that his friend's soul was on this little doll!

At this time, the cry of "An Zitong" coming from the direction of the doll collection room drew Han Shu's attention back, no matter what, they must be replaced quickly!A soul is attached to a toy, no matter how you think about it, it's not safe!Han Shu came up to him holding the toy, and looked straight into his eyes: "Zi Tong, don't worry, I will definitely take you out safely!"

After finishing speaking, he carefully put the doll back into his satchel, collected himself, and walked towards the door leading to the doll collection room.

"Ding dong..." The crisp ringtone rang, which was the notification tone of the mobile phone. Han Shu took out the mobile phone and looked at it, and a text message had been sent.Look at the signal display above again, and there is still no signal.

Without even thinking about who sent it, Han Shu opened the new message, and a text message from his phone number was listed at the top of the text message notification.Han Shu opened it and saw that there was only one line on it, "You can ask me for help, baby."

Han Shu froze for a moment. Although reason told him that it was not good to rely too much on that guy, the fact is that the image project done by that guy was perfect, so Han Shu didn't reject him very much now, and even subconsciously relied on him. up.When Han Shu saw this text message, he hesitated for a moment, and subconsciously chose to trust the other party.

He didn't continue to edit the text message, but asked in a low voice against the wall: "Can you help me get An Zitong's body back?"

What he said out of his mouth, this time it was no longer a text message, his phone rang directly, and Han Shu pressed the answer button directly, "I will help you achieve whatever you wish."

"thanks……"